Upon seeing this, Lu Xiaojiu hurriedly hid behind me and said Brother Qin, the rest is up to you. I'm speechless. Seeing the trouble you cause, don't care if you bury it. Are you? Lu Xiaojiu said with a smile, if you want to slaughter these bald donkeys, I will definitely help you bury them.
The headed fat monk came to us and scolded angrily, wondering if you two still have three hands? I don't like it. It's a bit awkward to speak like this. You can't blame your parents for inferior skills. The greasy monk said, eldest brother, you and the two of them have ink marks, and they stole things on Lei Feng Sanjie's head. These two obviously don't know how to write the word "finding death"
I sneered, Lei Feng Sanjie, are they famous
The fat monk said proudly, you don't want to ask about the West Lake, who doesn't know that Lei Feng Sanjie, three consecutive Hangzhou ten outstanding young people, is the three of Xiaoye. You two know each other, hand over the money, and this matter is over.
I said, what if I don’t pay it
Don't pay, Xiaoye never finished with you!
I took a step and slapped it over. The fat man didn't expect that I would take the first shot. He suddenly suffered a bit and his left cheek suddenly swelled.
Kill me these two little bastards!
Seven or eight sticks greeted from all sides and 80,000 people, it was completely the tactics of the rogue fighting, saying that Lei Feng Sanjie was nothing more than that, stepping on the Lingbo microsteps, puff puff puff, a few strokes over, lay down on the ground, only The standing fat monk is left.
When the fat monk saw that I was released to the crowd, he was a little guilty, he had something to say, and it was not impossible to discuss it.
I slapped my hand, isn't it endless? The fat man covered his face, it's over! Another palm, no, it's endless! The fat monk shouted, it's over, it's over!
I shook my head and hit, endless is endless, what I say is counted, ToBeContinued. The fat man cried, it's over, it's over, the end of the play, The-End! Fin!
After that, he knelt on the ground with a thump, grandpa spared his life. I said that your foreign language is so good, why can't you do it, you still learn to be a gangster, and didn't pursue it. Seeing that he was convinced, he turned his head and looked at the greasy monk lying on the ground, this master, I don't know anything.
The greasy monk was already scared, and said tremblingly, what's the matter? I smiled slightly, how do you write the word "seeking death"? The greasy monk was crying, and the hero was forgiving. I was poor since I was a child. I was always willing to learn. I dropped out of school before I learned a few characters.
Lv Xiaojiu arrogantly said that Xiaoye was in a good mood and taught you how to write. He picked up a stick, knocked on his forehead a few times, and wrote a word on the ground, money!
Come, read it to me, look for death!
The greasy monk said, this is a word!
Lu Xiaojiu went up with another stick, dare you to question Xiaoye, read it with me! The greasy monk couldn't beat it, so he had to follow the words and find... Death! Lu Xiaojiu has another stick, how dare you scold Xiaoye!
The fat monk said, this is clearly a word for money!
Lu Xiaojiu said that since he knew each other, he still didn't give all the money to the little master. Monk Qiba even took out the money one after another, and Lu Xiaojiu accepted them one by one, and then let go of the greasy monk.
I said to Lei Feng Sanjie with earnest words, today is a lesson for you, go out in the future, do more good deeds, don’t ask about your future, learn from Lei Feng, do good deeds, understand
The fat monk pecks the rice with the chicken and keeps tapping. I understand, I understand, thanks for the teachings of Daxia. I said that ruins can be taught, and I can't just talk about it. Look at an aunt there who fell down. Why don't you rush to help him up
The fat monk has no money in his pocket and dare not help!
After several monks strayed away, Lu Xiaojiu took out the two or two pieces of silver that he had robbed, saying that it was all ill-gotten wealth, and we spent it. I said in my heart that Lu Xiaojiu is really righteous compared to someone.
Lu Xiaojiu took out his money and rented a small boat to enjoy the West Lake. Standing on the bow, he sang Taiping lyrics.
The beautiful scenery of Hangzhou is unparalleled, the exotic flowers and grasses on the shore of the West Lake are fragrant in all seasons, the pink and willow greens of Sudi in spring are visited, and the pond is full of lotus flowers in summer...
The lyrics are good, but the singing skills are not flattering. The boatman covers his ears and tells you ten cents. Can you stop singing? Lv Xiaojiu smiled. In Wuxi City, I made a lot of money by relying on this, and I would not sing it to most people.
This is the first time I have come to West Lake, but here is as described in the poem, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the scenery is picturesque, and it is inevitable that I can't help but say: If I can't leave Hangzhou, half of my stay is this lake.
The boatman laughed and said, he did not expect the guest officials to know so much about the West Lake. The beauty of the West Lake's mountains and waters is true, but the most beautiful thing is that ancient literati and ink guests left countless poems and poems here, as well as the poignant love story.
After all, the boat sang in Hangzhou dialect: Wu Shanqing, Yueshanqing, and green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other. Who knows parting? The tears of Jun, the tears of my concubine, the tie-in of Luo Dai failed, and the tide of the river has subsided...
I thought to myself that this boat family was also a wonderful person. Lin Hejing’s poems were confided and thought again. Most of the people who come here are literati and officials. They have always been generous in their actions. There are dozens of monthly tickets at every turn, and hundreds of cruises on the West Lake. Soliciting business on the West Lake is very rare without any pen and ink.
It's getting late and the lights are beginning to come on.
In the melodious singing, the boat rowed towards the center of the lake. Not far away was a medium-sized flower boat with red lanterns. It should be a prostitution boat. The sound of silk and bamboo came. A woman stood on the bow and looked into the distance without noticing our boat.
Lu Xiaojiu watched, drooling, and said that when the little master is rich, he will also go to the boat to drink flowers and wine. Seeing that little lady's skin and tender meat, she must feel very slippery.
But I was more vigilant in my heart. The woman at the bow was no one else but Li Mingxiu, the new head of the Tang Clan in Shuzhong.
This time Murong Baiyun attacked the rudder of the Demon Cult. Except for Shaolin Wudang, the other sects sent people to participate. Southwest Martial Arts led by Li Mingxiu is also among them.
I told the boat family to stop and go back to the cabin by myself and sit down. The real energy of Jingwei was released, and the surrounding environment came into my mind. Hearing Li Mingxiu said, the Nangong son of the Nangong family was also here!
I heard the sound of Nangong festival morale in my ears. I have heard of Li's name for a long time, and he is beautiful and unparalleled. When I saw it today, it really deserved the reputation! Li Mingxiu giggled and said, Lord Nangong is also a dragon and phoenix. The little girl has long admired and admired her! Hurry up, please, all heroes are waiting in there, and all of you are fighting against the evil spirits.
It suddenly occurred to me that the Southwest Wulin and Lingnan Wulin were secretly meeting on the West Lake tonight. I did not expect to be hit by mistake, but I encountered it.
Last year, Li Mingxiu controlled the Southwest Martial Arts with the support of Murong Baiyun. In the beginning, Southwest Wulin bullied her for being young, with little seniority, and difficult to convince the public, but Li Mingxiu used her crony diplomacy to destroy several disobedient schools, and this gradually established her prestige. Now that Murong Baiyun called on, Li Mingxiu would naturally pay attention and lead the Southwest Martial Arts to help out.
As for the Nangong Festival, after the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference, returning to the Nangong family rarely showed up. After being defeated by me in the martial arts conference, I also changed my mind and practiced with great concentration. It is said that I also touched the threshold of the first-grade realm. In the arena, I, Liu Qingfeng, and Gou are far more popular than him, but in the south, they are still the representatives of the young Toshihiko.
Listening to Li Mingxiu's introduction to Nangong Festival Exercise, these are the head of the Broadsword Society Li Canglang, the head of Song Dadao of the Canglang School, and the head of the Five Poison Sect Peng. They are all important figures in my southwest martial arts. Then I heard the greetings from those people one by one with Nangong Festival Exercise.
Then I heard Li Mingxiu say that the leader of Murong let Southwest and Lingnan Wulin unite as the vanguard of attacking the Demon Cult. Head Li, you first talk about the information you have recently received.
Li Canglang said, this time Murong Villa issued an order for the leader, and the decent sects in the arena have responded. There are three major families, six small families, eight sects, 170 small sects, and a total of more than 2,000 heroes from the rivers and lakes. The demons and evildoers fight to the death, destroying the demons invisible.
However, the leader of Murong thought that if more than two thousand people attacked together, it would be too arrogant and would have to file with the government, so he divided the world heroes into five groups, commanded by the deputy leader of Murong, and attacked together from the east, west, south, north and middle. This is the biggest battle between good and evil in the arena in two hundred years.
Listening to what Li Canglang said, I was also taken aback. I didn't expect that Old Fox Murong could gather so many people. These people are all martial arts masters. Although they don't need a regular army, their combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.
Li Mingxiu went on to say that according to the news we got, because of this action, there were also differences within the Demon Cult. From the mouths of the evil spirits we caught, we learned that there were differences within the Demon Cult. The **** headed by the leader advocates seeking peace, while the apologist Yang Yichao is fighting to the death. Last month, there was a civil strife within the demon cult, and Han Kuochang was killed. Now the power of the demon cult is in the hands of the demon girl Ji Junbi. As soon as the Little Demon Girl came to power, she killed seven or eight high-level elders of the Demon Sect, and caused a series of bloodshed. It is said that the left and right guardians, Qinglong, Xuanwu, Suzaku and others have left Putuo Mountain. Since this month, they have been under pressure from the Justice League. , There are also a number of middle-level leaders who led the congregation to leave Putuo Mountain. Today's Putuo Mountain has long been torn apart. Nowadays, the high-level combat power within the Demon Cult includes the line of the Apologetic Venerable, and Shifang Hermit, who is said to be a hidden killer within the Demon Cult. His strength is not weaker than that of the Azure Dragons. Assassinated.
I was shocked in my heart. I didn’t think that the enemy was currently, and things like this were happening inside the Demon Cult. As a result, the pressure on Junbi’s side increased sharply. Originally, she was not cleansed from blood poisoning. Thinking of this, I decided in secret to catch up as soon as possible tomorrow morning. To Mount Putuo, if it really doesn't work, the Demon Sect General Altar, don't worry about it.
Li Canglang laughed and said, knowing that the Demon Cult is so vulnerable, the leader of Murong doesn't need to be so invigorating, but that's good, if we, as the vanguard, can take the lead in attacking Mount Putuo and grab a great credit, we will be in the rivers and lakes by then. It can also become famous on the Internet.
Canglang sent Song Dadao to pour cold water on the side, knowing that the magic sect has many tricks and is good at setting up the field. I think it is better to be careful.
Li Canglang said that you speak for the demon sect, I have long suspected, could it be that the head of Song is a spy of the demon sect
Song Dadao drew his sword angrily, and said angrily: Li Canglang, you raised a river crab, don't spit blood!